Time and Space Office of American Comics

Chapter 347 Breakfast
In the early morning, the glaring sunlight shone on Mars's face, Mars covered his face impatiently, and whispered, "What time is it?"

"It's nineteen past nine."

Mars opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling and let out a sigh of relief.

Still comfortable at home.

As for the aftereffects of the hangover, it didn't exist in Mars.

"That guy..."

Thinking of Saul who was fighting for wine last night, Mars couldn't help showing a wry smile.

That guy is so drinkable.

Last night, after Caroline and Max brought the cakes, the Avengers arrived at the bar one after another, so the two chicks were excited all night, and because the cakes tasted really good, Tony, who drank a lot of wine, even asked Take a photo with the two of them, and be the spokesperson of Little Cake.

Thinking of Tony's appearance last night, Mars couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

Finally, the others also drank a lot last night.

As for the purpose of everyone coming to the bar last night...

In addition to celebrating the completion of the reconstruction of the bar, it is also to determine Mars' next actions.

During Mars' absence in New York, they've had a hard time confronting various monsters emerging from rifts in time and space.

After learning that Mars had no plans to travel further, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Mars is still professional in dealing with those things.

After scratching his hair, Mars got up, washed up, and went downstairs.

At this moment, a cold and lazy voice sounded.

"Are you up?"

Mars turned his head to look at Victoria Hand, stared blankly, and nodded.

He only now remembered the new employee he hired yesterday.

Victoria Hand pointed and said, "I made breakfast, come, eat and see."

"Breakfast?" Mars's eyes lit up, and he said, "Okay!"

As Victoria Hand entered the kitchen, Myers saw his own breakfast.

A very ordinary breakfast, bread, milk, eggs, and some salad, but for some reason, when Mars looked at his breakfast, he always felt that the breakfast was a bit bloody.

Yes, there is some blood red stuff on each food, it seems to be ketchup, but it is much thinner than ketchup...

"How is it? Isn't it beautiful?"

Victoria Hand's eyes flickered, and he said excitedly: "Aren't these breakfasts similar to the bloody art that appeared when you slashed and killed those monsters and people?"

Asked excitedly, Victoria Hand proudly announced: "I call him the bloody art of food!"

"hiss!"

Mars felt a gust of cold air rushing into his body, and rushed directly to the Tianling Cap, his head was cold.

This girl seems to be his fanatical fan, a fan who adores him because of the bloody killing.

Uh, if you put it this way, this fan seems to be a little abnormal!

Taking a careful look at Victoria Hand, Mars suddenly lost his appetite for the food in front of him.

Victoria Hand smiled gently at Mars and said, "Don't be dazed, come and taste it!"

With that said, he gently pushed Mars.

Mars pulled out a stiff smile and said, "I'm not very hungry yet, I..."

"No!" A black magic light flashed in Victoria Hand's eyes, and said, "I've been busy for a long time!"

Pushing Mars hard, he pressed Mars on the chair.

Has the strength also increased?
Feeling the opponent's strength, Mars whispered in his heart, and looked at the breakfast in front of him with a bitter expression.

After Victoria Hand's explanation, he looked at the bloody breakfast and always thought of some stumps and broken arms.

"Eat it!"

Victoria Hand put the knife and fork in Mars' hands expressionlessly.

"Ha ha……"

With a difficult laugh, Mars cut a piece and put it in his mouth.

Ok?The taste is not bad?
Mars was a little surprised.

"How about it?"

Victoria Hand looked at Mars expectantly.

Mars said: "Not bad."

Mars said while eating breakfast.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on Victoria Hand's icy face.

After breakfast, Mars took a break, took a long breath, and came to the bar.

After touching the familiar chair and sitting down with a smile on her face, Vivian was asked to turn on the computer and play a familiar game.

so comfy!

He hasn't been this comfortable in a long time.

A few hours later, Mars, who had cleared the game, stretched his waist, but his raised hands hit something soft. He turned his head and saw Victoria Hand standing behind him, and Mars' hands...

Mars was startled, and his palm moved subconsciously.

then……

Snapped!
Victoria Hand slapped Mars on the back of the head, and Mars' head drooped.

"It's too much!" Mars muttered, "I didn't do it on purpose, who knew you were standing behind me?"

"Wait!" Mars looked at Victoria Hand in surprise, and said, "When and how did you get in at the bar?"

Victoria Hand looked at Mars, smiled suddenly, and said, "This is the strength you gave me."

"Huh?" Mars pondered, and said, "Let me see."

"right here?"

"Come with me to the backyard."

Mars stood up and walked towards the backyard. When he got to the backyard, his eyes flickered as he watched Victoria Hand appear directly through the wall.

Ability derived from Faust?
Victoria Hand walked up to Mars step by step. When the distance between the two was less than three meters, Victoria Hand, who was wearing casual clothes, appeared on a black windbreaker with red patterns.

Victoria Hand smiled and said, "The appearance of this windbreaker was shaped by me with magic power according to the style of your windbreaker."

Mars nodded, and with a flash, he suddenly appeared in front of Victoria Hand and punched him out.

Looking at the fist passing through Victoria Hand's body, Mars raised his eyebrows.

Sure enough, even Faust's ability was inherited.

Before the magic windbreaker was shattered, ordinary attacks could not hurt Victoria Hand.

In addition... Victoria Hand's body under the magic windbreaker is not as fragile as Faust.

When Mars retracted his fist, Victoria Hand swung his windbreaker, palmed up, and three scarlet sharp knives protruded from Victoria Hand's fingers, stabbing Mars in the head.

Mars easily dodged away, looking at Victoria Hand who popped out the red sharp blade between the fingers of both hands, his eyes flashed with surprise.

This appearance... is somewhat similar to the rough guy in Mars' memory.

Putting away the sharp blade, Victoria Hand looked at Mars expectantly, and said, "How is it?"

"not bad!"

Victoria Hand smiled happily.

(End of this chapter)